Ren: *sitting with pregnant Nora* …you know, as you and your friends get older and start having children, you sometimes find yourself thinking…
Flashback…
Jaune: *putting up a poster in 1st year JNPR dorm room with a staple gun*
Jaune: *looks down at staple gun* I wonder if my aura would protect me from this?
*staple gun noise*
Jaune: AAAAAAAAAAA-
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Ren: …that guy is a DAD!
Pyrrha: *leaning against Jaune, pregnant with Arkos baby* Yes, I also find myself thinking…
Flashback again…
Nora: *awkwardly waddling out of convenience store, cradling lumpy baby belly*
Clerk: Oh, how adorable! Do you have a name picked out?
Nora: *rubs “baby belly,” causing a clinking sound* Uhh…Six-Pack? 😅
Clerk: …wait a minute…
J_PR: *screech up in a rented van*
Nora: *dives through window carrying shoplifted drinks* Drive, drive, DRIVE!!!
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Pyrrha: …that girl is a MOM!!!
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Things Beacon Students are No Longer Allowed To Do: Rule 55
55. The situation with Mr Pine is…unusual…and classified. What you need to know is that Headmaster Ozpin will occasionally have to undergo treatment for an injury he received protecting the school. Due to Mr Pine’s semblance, when this occurs, he can connect with the Headmaster and relay any relevant instructions. However, Mr Pine is still a student, regardless of his role in Beacon’s administration. To clarify, unless Ozpin manifests himself, Mr Pine doesn’t have any authority over students or faculty and is banned from ordering people around. (Glynda, is this really necessary? I know it’s a strange situation, but I think you all have the sense to deal with this appropriately. - Ozpin) (…you need to spend more time on campus, sir. - Prof. Goodwitch)
55 a. Mr Pine is not allowed to do Ozpin impressions to get himself or students out of punishments. (…I stand corrected. In my defense, I assumed you’d be able to tell the difference between me and Oscar. - Ozpin) (Told you so. Sir. - Prof. Goodwitch) (Look, it’s not our fault he perfectly mimicked you, the little shit is a natural actor! - Prof. Branwen) (Qrow, you’ve known me for decades. Weren’t you the least bit suspicious why I was getting Ms Rose out of detention for completely unspecified reasons after she committed some serious property damage? - Ozpin) (… - Prof. Branwen) (… - Prof. Goodwitch) (…I suppose I deserve that. Fine, we’ll work out some kind of codeword system so you know it’s me. - Ozpin) (Thank you. - Prof. Goodwitch)
Post based on a submission by @tired1mmortal
Submitter’s note: Besides these, go nuts. Have fun
Submitted April 16th 2021 because I am very bad at responding to submissions. 😭
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Could we get some jaune x may x Pyrrha fluff? I just got diagnosed with the spicy cough (COVID) so now I'm stuck at home for a week (my country isolation law)
When Jaune was falling through the void, he felt various emotions, joy of having met such important people. Disappointment in himself for having taken so long to reach this point. Sorrow for all those he had lost... then fear, hatred. An encroaching sense of despair as he remembered two distinct images.
His mind, for the last moment, went back to a fateful memory. The memory of loves lost, he remembers looking at the memorial set up in Vale, watching it one last time before leaving. He remembers setting up two sets of flowers, one for Pyrrha, and the other for someone the others didn't recognize.
He clenches his jaw, hoping that the drop ends him. That way he could see their smiling faces again, tell them he was sorry, that he wished he was more than enough, that he had been there.
That... that he wanted to see them again.
So as he fell down, and his mind began to find. He let out one last whimper, perhaps he deserved this.
Darkness.
Blackness
Nothing.
The void.
Then.
"AAAH!~"
Jaune woke up with a startle hair matted to his face, a cold sweat running down his skin. His eyes quickly glanced from bed to bed. He wasn't falling anymore... was he ever actually falling though? His memories... no his thoughts? The dream? It was all fuzzy now.
And, he was in Beacon, on his bed.
"Nnggh?"
"Mmn?"
Two voices called forth his attention his heart palpitated growing louder, beating harder.
Slowly he brought his attention towards his right, only when he confirmed who they were, and that they were there, did he start to feel a sense of tranquility overtake his anxiety.
"Jaune?"
May was the first to stir, wrapped within Pyrrha's arms the one eyed girl brought her gaze upon her fiance. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah... yeah... just had a bad dream."
"Oh."
"Mmmn, aaah~" Pyrrha shuffled a bit, letting out a soft yawn, "Do you want to cuddle?"
"Yes please."
Both of them smiled, May swapping to her other side, as Jaune shifted into her embrace, followed by Pyrrha's arms overlapping hers.
Right... nothing bad happened, that dream, that nightmare wasn't something that would happen... there were so many differences, and... and they'd already past the brink of no return.
Jaune nuzzled above May's head, and into Pyrrha's forhead, they were here, and he was with both of them. That's what mattered.
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I don’t know anything about Pikmin but the art style is so cute. I just want a pikmin plush to hold in my two hands and squeeze with all my heart is that so bad?
No you are completely right. They are cute. They are so cute and should be hugged and protected do not look up the game mechanics. Do not look up the Pikmin game mechanics the Pikmin are always safe and happy
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